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Chapter Ten
I'm on crack.
Someone is drugging my food with any drug you can possibly think of.
That is the only explanation for my sudden crush on Troy Bolton. I mean, how the hell can I have a fucking crush on him? It is so unbelievable but not impossible, which I though it was. I swear, I think somebody is putting a little something something in my food. Do you think Zeke would drug me? Nah, I'm totally kidding. Those chocolate chip cookies might have done something to my brain because I am still staring at Troy like an idiot after Joey left. I must look like dumb ass just staring at him.
"Oh shit. Oh fucking elephant shit! Troy, you just kissed my best friend!" Jen exclaims in shock waving her hands at me. That snaps me out of my staring contest with him. My head whips in her direction and I look at her in with a helpless face.
"I…" Troy trailed off looking at me a little longer before looking back at our group of friends and his relatives. He what?
"You liked it!" Chad accuses smirking at his long time best friend. My eyes, as well as everyone else's, widen. Pssh, he was just trying to help me get away from Joey. Yeah, that's just all. He can't have a crush on me. I just know it.
"Gabs, we need to talk. Right this second," Sharpay orders, pulling me away with her thin, but surprisingly strong, arms with the other girls following behind quickly. I find myself being forced onto one of the swings. This is a good place to talk; we are a good distance away so that none of the guys could hear.
"Gabriella Elizabeth Michelle Montez, do you like Troy David Alexander Bolton?" Jen asked eying me suspiciously, probably already knowing the answer that question. Amanda looks at me with that you-better-tell-the-truth look stuffing some cheesecake into her mouth that she had brought with her. Sharpay and Taylor look at me knowingly with that expression that tells me I know they can see through any of my lies. Oh great. I hang out with them too much. I can't get away with anything anymore. Aww, shoots.
"Geez Bubbles, what's up with the full names? You could've just said our first names you know. It would've saved you a lot of breath that you wasted on saying our middle names." I answer trying to change the subject, nodding my head like I know what I'm talking about.
"Honey, you just wasted a whole lot of breath trying to change the subject," Sharpay responds quickly at my weak attempt.
"And Troy David Alexander Bolton is looking this way wondering what the hell we're talking about so we better make it quick Gabi," Taylor adds nodding at Troy's direction.
"Plus, you don't want to keep a pregnant woman like me waiting for an answer, no do you?" Amanda says rubbing her swollen belly. "The baby will love you forever."
I hate it when they gang up on me. Crap, I can't lie to save my life with them. Why am I so weak?! I cannot get out of this. I hesitate to think of an answer.
"Uh honey, you better hurry up with your answer because your Romeo is on his way over here," Taylor urges as they all give me looks of impatience.
"Patience is a virtue ladies," I chide, stalling more time. Jen pinches me on the arm. "Ow! Okay, maybe a little bit. It's a very diminutive crush."
Amanda drops her fork and stares at me like I have a nipple on my forehead. I would too after I processed what came out of my mouth.
"I knew it!" Sharpay, Taylor, and Jen all exclaim at the same time.
"I saw it first!"
"No I did!"
"She looked at me first! So HA!"
"Hold up! What the hell did you guy see first?!" I yell trying to break up their argument.
"I thought you guys weren't even friends yet," Amanda mutters, looking down disappointingly at the fork she dropped holding the cake firmly, not wanting to drop that too. "Never expected that."
"We saw that look in her eyes," Jen informs using her hands to make a heart around her right eye. Sharpay and Taylor nod in agreement.
"What look?" I argue pulling down the top of my cheek to make my eyes larger.
"You just looked so, so, I don't know," Sharpay tries to elaborate but that wasn't much help. "You kind of glowed-ish, sort of."
"It hard to understand but you practically had tiny hearts in your eyes," Taylor explains.
"Oh my gosh guys, just because I have a c-." Jen suddenly slaps her hand against my mouth as I see Troy come up behind her. Thank goodness she can just slap me or else I would've died if he heard what I was about to say.
"You have a what…?" Troy asks looking at all of us suspiciously.
"I have a severe case of c-coulrophobia." I quickly cover. The girls look at me, having what the heck that is. Thank goodness I like to read, even if it is about the stupidest stuff.
"What the hell is that?" Sharpay cuts in. Geez Shar, at least try and go along to what I'm saying! I love her anyway, no matter how ditzy she can be.
"A fear of clowns," I explain but everyone still looks at me funnily. I sigh, "You know, clowns! They have big red hair, pale scary faces, and are going to hide in a sewer and find you and eat you!"
"Nice save," Taylor praises quietly.
"Thanks," I whisper back.
"Yeah, she does. She was finally telling us how bad her fear was. I think she thought you looked like one and scared her off," Jen says to Troy like it totally made sense, which in her mind, it was the perfect excuse because I really am terrified of clowns.
"Jen, shut up."
"You shut up Bolton."
Oh gosh, another Bolton sibling altercation.
"Bolton is your last name too stupid."
"Yeah, so?"
"Troy, shut up," Sharpay growls, rolling her eyes. I hold back a smile as I see Troy shut his mouth, holding back whatever he was about to say. Sharpay can be scary sometimes. She added fiercely, "You ruined a very important conversation."
"Well I only ruined it because you looked like you all were going to eat Brie or something over here," Troy retorts putting his arm around my shoulders. Can you say awkward? "Oh and Manda, Matt is worrying about you so I suggest you calm him down before he calls the navy, army, or whatever military force he was going to call."
"Well, I'm going to comfort my worrying husband. Ladies, we will finish this conversation later without," she throws a quick annoyed glance at Troy, "any interruptions by a certain lovable brother in law of mine."
Troy smiles innocently at her as she begins to walk away. Wow, this is really awkward.
"Me and Brie have to talk," Troy tells the girls bluntly. "Can you please go be lovey dovey with your boyfriends, and in your case Sharpay, future boyfriend while we chat?"
Sharpay opened her mouth but quickly closed it before speaking, "Troy, if you weren't one of my best friends, I would have shaved your hair off for that comment but since you are, I'm just going go smack you in the back of your head."
And she did just that. I laugh loudly, covering my mouth when Troy glares at me.
"You're lucky me and Taylor aren't like that or else we would've slapped you too," Jen informs proudly shaking her head. I look at her incredulously trying to hold back my giggle as Taylor nods in agreement.
"Yeah, you guys are far from that," Troy replies sarcastically. Oh geeze. Here it comes, one slap, two slap. Ouch. How can that mouth charm so many girls? Wait, I should know. When Jen, Taylor, and Sharpay start walking away, I realize I have to talk to Troy. Oh crap. I look at them in a frenzy of panic telling them with my eyes not to leave me but they have no choice. All they do is shrug apologetically and mouth to me to tell them what happens. Here comes hell.
"Troy, I'm really hungry so I'm going to follow them and grab me some cookies." I smile innocently before swiftly turning around but he catches my waist with his arm and pulls me back. I stare at his chest so I don't have to look him in the eyes as he tells me whatever he wants to tell me.
"You know you aren't really slick about changing the subject there Brie. We have to talk," he tells me softly, using his finger to make me look into his eyes. Oh fudge, they are so freaking blue and beautiful. I'm on drugs!
"Talk about what?" I like playing stupid sometimes, especially if it helps with stalling unwanted conversations with a certain blue eyed fellow.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do."
"No I don't."
"Brie…" Troy seems frustrated as he tightens his grip on my waist.
"Troy…"
"Brie…"
"Troy David Alexander Bolton."
"Gabriella Elizabeth Michelle Montez."
"My name has more letters! What son!" Hahahaa, no idea where that came from.
"Son?"
And people tell me I'm not good at changing subjects. Shoots, I'm kick ass!
"Yeah, well, I'm going to get me some cookies." I slip away from Troy's grasp for like two seconds before he processes what's happening in his brain and then grabs me again.
"Oh no you don't. Shut that non-stop mouth of yours and listen to what I have to say," Troy says holding my shoulders in place. Okay, so I was kick ass at changing subjects two seconds ago.
I look up at him, giving him a sign to go on to whatever he is going to say promising I will listen, even if I don't want to hear it.
"I know what I just did what completely inappropriate. I'm really sorry, but that Joey guy was such an ass!" I giggle, nodding my head in agreement. This is the exact opposite I thought he was going to say. "Anyway, we are just started to build a friendship and I don't want to lose that. I really care for you. I have so many things to tell you but I don't think you're ready for it yet. I don't think I'm even ready. So can we just forget about that kiss," a blush graces his cheeks, "and deal with the results of that later?"
What things? Ugh, next time I come up with a plan, I have to think it through first. Who knew Troy could be so deep and caring? I do now.
"That would be perfect." I agree, giving him a hug, but he doesn't let go of me. I'll ask him about the 'things' later. "I really care about you too, and I don't want a kiss," that made me crush on you, "to ruin our upcoming friendship." Maybe more than friendship…
"That made my day," He tells me softly, giving me a kiss on the forehead.
I roll my eyes, giving him a friendly punch on the arm. "Troy, you are such a charmer."
"I know!" He admits smugly, "but that's why I'm so lovable."
Oh boy you have no idea. "More like annoying."
"We better get back up there before they think I murdered you or something."
I laugh, knowing that could happen. "Yeah, and I want cookies."
"Race you there?"
"Alright superstar," I accept but before I could even go, a hand gets pushed into my face. "Troy! That was so not fair!" I scream as I run to catch up.
When we get there, all the girls look at me with impatiently, knowing I can't tell them what went on between me and Troy. Knowing them, they are probably thinking something naughty. I have the best weirdest set of friends don't I? It's hard not to love them.
Before I knew it, it passed several hours and we were on our way back to the Bolton house. The future Mr. and Mrs. Baylor's exchanged numbers and are hopefully, and I think I'm right, are going to go on a date soon. I think me, Jen, and Taylor can come up with a plan to get her ready and make Zeke's heart stop. That would be hilarious, on my part though.
Amanda also got a lot of Zeke's recipes, but that was only after she threatened him that he will have to move in with her and be her chef if she couldn't cook it on her own.
I did tell the girls what happened when they cruelly left me alone with Troy. The only chance we got was if we said we had to go the bathroom. Since guys know girls go to the bathroom in groups, I don't think Troy or any of the other boys thought that much about it. Now, my right ear is deaf, mostly from Sharpay and Jen, and I know I have to watch my back if those three girls are planning some kind of plot to get me and Troy together before we are even friends. We're almost to that level. I just know it.
We stayed at the park for a heck of a long time. It's like nine o'clock now. I'm hellaaaah' tired. Jen is exhausted, she fell asleep on my shoulder as soon as we got in the car. Five minutes later, we're here. I wake Jen up so Matt or Troy don't have to carry her in.
"Bubbles! Wakey wakey!" She did not move a muscle. I whack her a few times. Still get nothing. "We're at your house, you can fall asleep on your nice warm bed."
Opes, that did the trick, she shot up, grabbed my arm, and ran straight to the door.
We run up to her room and just flop on the bed. Nice comfy bed. I think I might just pass out. Especially with all those basketball games I played to day, I'm worn out. We talk for about an hour, trying to keep sleep away as long as possible.
"I can't believe you like my brother," Jen admits quietly, laughing to herself. "Even if you guys are incredibly cute together. Don't do anything naughty in that bed of his tonight honey," She teases.
I laugh and hit her with one of the many pillows that occupy her bed. "Shut up. Its nothing like that."
"Yet," she corrected, wiggling her finger at me like she knows it's going to happen.
"Well we both better get some sleep before we pass out tomorrow," I get off her bed and stretch. "You can text your man candy tomorrow. Get some sleep babes!"
I so know that once I leave the room she's going to text her lover. She laughs and rolls her eyes.
"Good night, Brie."
I give her the middle finger jokingly as I hear her laugh more as I walk down the hall to Troy's room. When I open the door, I see him in nothing but his boxers pulling off his shirt. Oh my gosh, I think I just has a freaking orgasm from just looking at him. All those muscles ripping and that perfect tan. He knows I have a crush on him and now trying to kill me. I know it. Stupid crush on Troy Bolton!
"Hey Brie," he greets, smiling as I walk to the closet to get some closes.
"Hey Troy," I answer picking out some comfy pj's and then running to the bathroom to try them on. I decide to wear short silk shorts and my old basketball t-shirt. I walk out and instantly jump in the bed and make myself comfortable.
"I'm going to watch some T.V., do you mind?" Troy asks, reaching for the remote.
I shake my head, "Nopes, I'll probably passed out in the next ten minutes anyway. Good night Troy"
He chuckles and pushes hair out of his eyes. "Whatever you say. Sweet dreams. Good night Brie."
That's exactly what Jen said to me! Except for the sweet dreams part.
About five minutes later, my eyes become heavy and start to close. The last thing I hear though, became my lullaby for the night.
"Chad was right Brie, I did like it."
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